User blog comment:Snowstripe the Fierce/The Mercenaries' War/@comment-1298206-20151017012538/@comment-26538658-20151029214443

Boar jumped down from the tree, claymore in paw, and landed right down by the trunk, cautiously glancing at the fox and ermine. He could have sworn he thought he heard the sound of very light pawsteps in the surrounding trees. "It can't be," he thought to himself, then heard a crackling sound coming from behind. He threw his neck backward, looking to the source of the noise. The pawsteps were so light, they couldn't be from a male anything. It must be a female. He cocked his head back to the fox and ermine. They were still there.